Turkey Tracks: Delvino’s in Belfast

Turkey Tracks:  January 26, 2012

Delvino’s

Belfast, Maine

I didn’t know there was a new Italian restaurant in Belfast, Maine.  Neither did my book club whom I told late yesterday afternoon.  My lunch partner yesterday, the legendary long-arm quilter in our area, Joan Herrick, introduced me.  Delvino’s has been open for a year now.  Who knew?

Delvino’s is at 52 Main in Belfast.  For locals, it’s on lower Main, on the right as you go downhill to the water, near the inn, the kitchen store, and Coyote Moon.   The telephone number is 338-4565.  It’s open as follows:

Sunday 11-8:30 p.m.

Monday to Thursday 11:30-8:30 p.m.

Friday/Saturday 11:30-9 p.m.

Joan and I had a lovely lunch, complete with dessert and coffee.  All the food is fresh, homemade, and is quite good.  We shared bruchetta (I don’t think this is spelled right, but I’m in a hurry this morning) that came with lovely toasted baguette slices.  I had spinach and ham-stuffed ravioli with a roasted garlic cream sauce; Joan had gnocchi (ditto) in a cream pesto sauce.  Salad and nice bread came with the meal.  I had a flourless chocolate cake with raspberry sauce that was as rich as fudge.  And Joan had tiramisu that was as light as can be.  The coffee was great, and they even found me some honey with which to sweeten it.  The waitress was terrific, and we felt quite welcomed and spoiled.

The menu read really well–there were lots of non-pasta choices and a daily soup selection.

I highly recommend it.  I meant to take a picture, but it was—brrrr–cold with the wind off the water, and we rushed to the car afterwards.

Turkey Tracks: Ice Houses and An Eagle

Turkey Tracks:  January 26, 2012

Ice Houses and An Eagle

In deep winter, ice houses start appearing on our ponds.  Here’s Hosmer Pond, over by the Snow Bowl.  There are more ice houses on it than I remember in recent years.  What’s special about this picture, though, is the large lump to the right of the ice house in the middle of this picture.  It’s an eagle, who was eating something, probably some discarded bait.

We couldn’t quite believe it when we first passed.  My brain was saying “no, it’s some sort of big gull.”  I was driving, so I turned around and doubled back.  John got out of the car with his phone camera, and maybe he got better pictures.  I realized that I had my small camera in my purse (what good is a camera if it’s never with you?), so I held it out to him.  But, our presence began to spook the eagle, and it flew.  John tried to get those pics, but they didn’t come out.  The eagle’s white tail and huge wing span were spectacular up so close.

This snow has melted with our recent warm temps (50 degrees yesterday), so the whole pond is as shiny and smooth as glass–which the ice skaters love.

xxx